Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Egypt and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Heaven 17 to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cure,
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
The Index,
Bluetip,
Eric Dolphy,
Dual Sessions,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
Maurizio,
Rotary Connection,
Easy Going,
Wolf Eyes,
Kurtis Blow,
Marine Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Spandau Ballet,
Stiv Bators,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
Drexciya,
Roger Hodgson,
Rufus Thomas,
Main Source,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
T.S.O.L.,
Susan Cadogan,
The Blackbyrds,
Swans,
The Young Rascals,
Malaria!,
Warren Ellis,
The Searchers,
Scan 7,
Idris Muhammad,
Judy Mowatt,
Pylon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nirvana,
Bootsy Collins,
Sister Nancy,
Swell Maps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Popol Vuh,
The Smiths,
China Crisis,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.